Thursday, March 13, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Both of us stayed up till almost 1 am but finally caved in after that. We went to bed praying for our country. And God has done the impossible, or what we as the little humans had thought was the impossible. Once again God has proven that He reigns!
For many Malaysians, we have been disheartened, disappointed & let down by our government. Badawi promised in 2004 to fight corruption, improve transparency, to have open public tenders, build the economy and one Malaysia for all Malaysians and repair any mess that was left over from the Mahathir era. Instead things got worst ~ corruption went rampant;
and fed the crowd in a feast that costs 1/2 million and they went scooting away free;
March 8 proved that they cannot disregard us. We had shouted very quietly and in an orderly fashion. When we put down the two strokes on our balloting paper, we had chosen to give ourselves a chance. We said, "WE Malaysians have a choice now." We only want those who serves us and us alone only. We are not the oppressed people as we thought we were. We have rights and we exercised them. By exercising those rights, we had given ourselves hope. We had set a new heartbeat, a new precedence for Malaysians and our children. Many of us woke up on March 9 and felt that new ray of hope. There was no huge excitement, no jumping up and down in joy, no huge parties or celebrations to be seen. But Greg and I for one, smiled from the bottom of our hearts. We felt very warm and peaceful, very quietly thankful to the Almighty and we smiled at that new ray of hope. Malaysia still has hope.
Many may feel that Sarawakians are still deep in our sleep and how could we let that 'ruling' family continue to oppress us. Are we really that gutless?! Are we really that stupid?! Sarawakians' polling results was nothing to shout about for sure. Initially, many of the oppositions are actually winning the main urban areas in Sarawak until the postal votes came in from the interior.
Please have mercy on these people. Opposition leaders, please don't forget them! Bring on their plights with you! Stand up for them too! We truly believe that God loves them dearly and we would pray that there would be some good people standing up for them soon. We dearly hope that they are some among themselves that would fight for their rights and tell them how oppressed they actually are. Then only then we, maybe in the near future, will see the real people's power in Sarawak.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
In Kuching, good porridge shops are rare. There's Kuching Chicken Porridge at Rubber Road, & the other place at Padungan. However, these places do not seem to fare very well. Their porridge are usually either not hot enough or too watery, with 'soggy rice' sunk down to the bottom. So when the soggy rice is separated from the water, it's not very appealing. You might as well eat rice & drink water at the same time.
A good porridge is when the rice is cooked till it breaks down & it gets so mixed with the water that it becomes brothy. That is what I call REAL porridge. And that's what we had in Hong Kong at an old shop called Wai Kee.
This shop is really concealed from the main streets.
To get there, you'd have to walk through a maze of old lanes lined up with other hawker stalls just as old.
It's a privilege to know this little, almost secret, path.It's definitely a place only locals know about. For a tourist, finding this place this would be like finding a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, a revelation, true enlightenment.
For us Malaysians, it'd be like finding durians in the middle of nowhere.
I've said it before, porridge is for granpas. You don't need teeth to eat it.
Lean pork with century egg.
The coalition of independent sauces - chilli, hoisin, soya.
This shop is also famous for its carrot cakes which are made of glutinous rice which are hand ground till fine. But somehow we didn't get around to order it. Besides the porridge, anything else in this shop also tasted good.
Original Hong Kong Chee Cheong Fun. Beats the ones in Kuching anytime.
Yu Tiaw/Yu Char Koay (Dough Fritter) wrapped in Chee Cheong Fun.
Behold, I bring you humble offerings of golden richness.
Behold, we're un-humbly stuffing the golden richness into our mouths.
It's crispy inside & out, it has the ammonia-free taste without the oil, not dry & yet not damp.
This is one of the few instances where perfection has been achieved in this world.
This little shop can sell up to 1,000 pieces a day.
The Yu Tiaws in captivity. The warm light keeps
the optimum temperature for them to mate & breed.
82 Stanley Street, Central
Directions: Central MTR Station, Exit D1 & D2
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Well, several nights ago, we had another one of our little get-together-gether with the usual friends at home, and so we ordered food from the same restaurant again.
Look at these wedges. I don't know what they feed these potatoes but they look as prosperous as the BN YBs. I'm sorry lah, can't help it since this week is really filled with election fervour.
Any more Lien & they'd be blinking with neon lights.
Do you like our new blue flourescent Ah Lien table mats?
The fish & chips always taste better right off the frier. But these have been waiting on our table for too long & they became soggy & wrinkly.
But the tartar sauce was excellent. I was basically eating the Tartar sauce WITH fish & chips, and not the other way around.
Oxtail Stew. Gluttony, one of the seven deadly sins. Hey, if you've seen me, you know I can afford it.
And that's not all. There's more my friend. After all, this is Greg & Nee on the Go.
Lamb Shank with the as-good-as-it-looks Mashed Potatoes.
At this point, we were full to the neck. So whatever excess food we're gonna have from this point onwards have to go somewhere else, like into our backs.
Grilled Spare Ribs
Oh, I almost forgot, there was also Thai Pineapple Rice from another place.
The feast was a feat. Basically that nite we had walloped the whole range of livestock known to mankind except for the chicken.